Yan Chengchi's hand suddenly tightened, squeezing the phone hard, almost crushing it.

The sharp face was quickly covered with a layer of frost.

He hung up the phone, turned his head to look at Xia Changyue who was walking towards him, his eyes became complicated, he put his hand on the door of the car back, started the car, and quickly rushed out like an arrow from the string!

-

Across the street, Xia Changyue had just walked to the side of the road, her petite body froze slightly, staring in astonishment at the car that Yan Chengchi was driving away, her crystal eyes flickering slightly, and a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes.

"Changyue, be careful!" An Chenxu exclaimed, and rushed forward quickly, pulling the lost Xia Changyue back from the roadside.

Xia Changyue just took a step back, raised her head, and saw a car driving past where she was just standing...

Only a little bit, she would be hit by a car.

"Cross the road without looking at the road, don't die!" The driver poked his head out of the driver's seat and shouted at Xia Changyue, and the car quickly disappeared in front of him.

"What's the matter with you? Is it okay?" An Chenxu looked at Xia Changyue who was pale, and followed her gaze, but couldn't see anything across the street.

What she was looking at just now, she didn't even notice a car on the side of the road.

"I'm fine, Brother Chen Xu, thank you, but I'm a bit tired today. I'll talk about it another day for eating." Xia Changyue pushed his arm away and glanced across the street again.

Was it because she was dazzled just now?

If it was Yan Chengchi's car, how could he come here and leave so suddenly...

Thinking of what he had just said in the talk show, Xia Changyue's hand was holding the skirt of the skirt nervously.

If she didn't admit her mistake, did Yan Chengchi come because she heard what she said on the show?

"You are uncomfortable, I will send you back first." An Chenxu frowned while looking at the arm he fell on, and said softly.

"No, I can go back by myself."

Xia Changyue's eyes flickered slightly, instead of looking at An Chenxu's disappointed gaze, he raised his hand and stopped a taxi, got in and told the driver to drive.

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Yan Group.

In the president's office, the atmosphere is low, as if the central point of low pressure condensed, revealing a terrifying sense of oppression.

Yan Chengchi leaned on the reception sofa, slender legs folded lazily, holding the investigated data in one hand, looking down at a glance...

The demon's face showed a faint light.

The coldness that makes people afraid to approach...

For a long time, the office was quiet, and even the sound of needles falling to the ground could be heard.

Jin Tezhu stood aside, looking at the focused Yan Chengchi, not even daring to breathe.

Finally, I saw that Yan Chengchi put down the information in his hand and quickly reported back, "Chi Shao, the settling house has made people deal with the things that year. Many things are difficult to verify. Do you want to continue to investigate?"

"Check! I want to know everything about four years ago!" Yan Chengchi's eyes dimmed, a cold light reflected from the bottom of his eyes, and he gritted his teeth.

"Yes." Jin Tezhu was taken aback, and then he leaned over respectfully and walked out of the office.

In the huge space, only Yan Chengchi was left sitting on the sofa quietly.

Outside the window, the night is getting darker.

He looked at the materials on the table, and the light under his eyes gradually precipitated the darkness like ink...